What....

i-just-rode-up-on-a-unicorn-and:

i-just-rode-up-on-a-unicorn-and:

I just got hearing aids for the first time in my life.

I now hear all the things.

I don’t know weather to cry or attempt to hug music somehow.

I heard what my mum actually sounds like. Jesus fuck.

I can hear the neighbors having sex.

This was a mistake.

Making up for our missed anniversary

snug-ler:

sour-ler:


-Sour followed Snug-ler and chuckled as the other flopped down on the blankets. He followed suit and sat down by him, leaning back Sour relaxed finally. When Snugs said something about “Fucking him” in the pillow fort he made he sputtered and sat up blushing- w-well…..I-i was going to be more suttle then that but….I was hoping…-he laughed a little then jumped when Snugs popped back up- o-oh…I asked them to leave for the night….Don’t worry we are here alone.

Snug looked away from the hall and back up to Sour with a grateful smile on his face.  “You actually got Tavish to leave us alone? However did you do that?”  He imagined there might have been money involved.  Or maybe Sour had promised the Mongoose a full report.  Maybe even pictures!  He giggled and rolled over onto his back, holding his arms up once again, warm and inviting.  “Come here,” he whispered, placing a hand on Sour’s arm and tugging him down on top of him. “Gimmie a kiss.

-Sour smiled and watched Snug-ler. He was so wonderful he really didn’t know how he had gotten so lucky.- I asked them to leave….and maybe a little threat was given but still. -He chuckled and moved closer to Snug-ler and moved into his arms. Listening to Snugs he leaned in and pushed his lips against snugs. He closed his eyes and deepened the kiss.- mmmm….You smell really good baby. -Sour said against the others lips. And he did, He smelled like something sweet and Sour was addicted to it.-

ixnay-on-the-oddk:

lunatrip:

lunatrip:

sicam:

sicam:

what do you call a woman with an opinion

wrong

What do you call a guy that makes sexist jokes

Single

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Tumblr Code.

geekishchic:

If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”

that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything

I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person

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must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!

Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.

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always reblog tumblr identification

e1n:

ir-dr:

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Day 1082 - 18  November 2013

with a dash of positivity

.//projectTiGER

I don’t usually reblog stuff to this blog, but this is beautiful, and we all could use the reminder. 

amlour:

one time in high school this kid started choking on a roll and instead of helping him i said “how breadful” and that about sums up how useful i am in emergencies

x

barakuta:

imnotdeadannie:

chibiannon:

myheartiswiththepuzzle:

cuntsclub:

Nothing is taboo

BRING. IT.

surprise me

do it. i don’t care what you ask.

Com’on do it, you won’t do it.

barakuta:

imnotdeadannie:

chibiannon:

myheartiswiththepuzzle:

cuntsclub:

Nothing is taboo

BRING. IT.

surprise me

do it. i don’t care what you ask.

Com’on do it, you won’t do it.